Novel & Cerita Cadı

I heard a small "come in" from the other end. Grabbing the knob, I twist it before pushing the door open. My eyes widened as I saw the scene unfold in front of me. Xavier stood there in the room along with a woman whose brown hair ruffled all over the place. Her blood-red lipstick was smudged. She was dressed in a revealing top. Her breast almost spilling out of her dress and extra tight and small skirt as if she'd just come from some club, her arms crossed and her features amused. She looked strangely familiar for some reason, and it took me a while to identify her, but I did. She was the same woman I had bumped into on the market. My eyes swiftly turned to Xavier. He was dressed in a suit identical to the one Xavier wore with the top few buttons open. What caught my eyes the most was the lipstick stain on his neck identical to the one the woman had on. My heart slumped in deep dejection. It wasn't any science- rocket to know what had occurred here before my arrival.

Danielle Millman has had enough of life in NYC, after being betrayed and publicly humiliated. She craves a fresh a start and after a friend's suggestion, that is exactly what she is getting at remote boarding school in Vermont. The only problem is that the girl's side was full, so she registered as Daniel. She had her mother's actress gene in her, so pretending to be a boy shouldn't be too hard. That is, until she falls a classmate. Asher is confused by the draw he feels towards his new friend Danny. Asher is ladies man.. so why is he interested in a guy? Asher is questioning his sexuality as Dani questions how long she can keep up the ruse.. especially when she runs into a familiar face. One she had hoped to never see again.

Even after a full decade of marriage, my husband Rudolf and I were as deeply in love as the day we wed—an enviable couple in the eyes of all. On the day of our anniversary, I saw him lifting a little boy into his arms right outside the entrance of our neighborhood. "Daddy! Can you take me to the amusement park this time?" The boy's words were enough to stop me dead in my tracks. I instinctively hid around a corner. "Of course! I'll even take you on a trip." Rudolf smiled warmly and kissed the boy on the forehead. In that instant, something seemed to have been set off in my head, as if years of trust had been shattered at that one moment. Daddy? Upon closer examination, I realized that the boy's features were remarkably similar to Rudolf's. No one could deny they were blood-related. "Your dad's busy with work, sweetheart. Don't cling to him too much," said a beautiful woman standing next to the boy. The cruel moment before me made it clear. The man who swore he would love me forever had been cheating all along.

Ilang taon na ang nakakalipas simula nang makamit ni Cadmus Hunt ang pangarap na hustisya para sa pagkamatay ng mga magulang niya maliban sa isa. At, iyon ay ang babaeng nakilala niya isang gabi sa bar na kanyang pag-aari. Si Calla Spear. Cadmus has been longing for the woman whom he met accidentally years ago and he's willing to do anything just to have Calla. His obsession turned to love. Ngunit paano kung malaman niyang anak si Calla ng nilalang na naging dahilan ng kamatayan ng mga magulang niya? At, ang nilalang na nasawi sa mismong mga kamay niya. Will it be too late for Cadmus to ask for forgiveness from the woman he loved so much? And, will still there be love between them despite the inevitable truth, added with painful lies?

The company had just taken off when a project my wife, Lenora Peterson, was in charge of ran into trouble. To ease her mind during her pregnancy, I went overseas in her stead, spending ten perilous years abroad before finally returning home, barely alive. Instead of the joyful reunion I had imagined, she greeted me with cold detachment and thinly veiled disgust. "Why are you back?" Lenora asked. "Today is Nathan’s housewarming party," she added. "Let’s head there first—we’ll talk later." We rode in silence the entire way. When we arrived, a ten-year-old girl came dashing over and clung to Lenora affectionately. “Mommy, why did you take so long? Daddy’s been waiting for you forever!” Daddy? My eyes burned with rage—until I saw my old friend Nathan Grant stepping out to greet us with a smile. "Lily, come to Daddy. Mommy’s tired—don’t bother her now." When I met Lenora’s eyes, the guilt I saw there told me everything I needed to know. I turned away and texted my assistant, Morgan Williamson, to begin acquiring the company that, by right, had always belonged to me. He soon reported back. "Mr. Brooke, the acquisition process will be completed in three days."

Mi matrimonio con Dante, el heredero Moretti, estaba destinado a ser una unión de poder, una alianza de imperios. Pero para mí, también era algo real. Entonces, mi hermana adoptiva, Clara, apareció en la fiesta. Llevaba puesta su chaqueta de cuero hecha a la medida, montada en su preciada Ducati, y me miró directamente con una sonrisa burlona. —Dante dice —ronroneó—, que estas preciosidades me sientan mejor a mí que a ti. Mi sonrisa se congeló. Dante la subió a un avión con destino al extranjero tan rápido que fue como si nunca hubiera existido. Cinco años después, la noche antes de nuestra boda. Lo encontré mirando fijamente el diseño de nuestros anillos de boda. Él había cambiado el grabado. El «Amor Aeternus» (Amor eterno) había desaparecido. En su lugar estaba: «Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa». Mi pecado, mi mayor pecado. Me quité el velo en ese mismo instante. —La boda —dije con voz gélida— se cancela.

During the long National Day holidays, I planned a Golden Highlands trip for the whole family. I even booked tickets for a luxurious train ride so we could enjoy the scenery. But on departure day, my husband and son vanished. I called my husband. I could hear an airport boarding announcement in the background. My voice trembled. "Where are you?" He panicked and mumbled that the company had an emergency before hanging up. I tried calling again, but the line was busy. The next day, he posted an update on his social media. In the photo, he stood beneath the snowy peaks of Wintercrown with one arm around his old love while the other held our son. The caption read: [If we had been a little braver back then...] A friend commented: [Where is your wife?] I stared at his reply: [She's sick and resting at home.] Three expired train tickets sat on the table as my eyes welled up with tears. A decade of marriage. A pack of lies. It was time to bring it all to a close.

Synopsis As the daughter of an Omega, her rank was much lower than those of the servants. But that did not deter Malia Andrew Tate from hoping for a destined mate. It comes as a joke however, When the ruthless Alpha who takes Siege over her pack is her destined mate. She wants anything but that. Alpha Agnar Caine was a nightmare to many. The few that had actually seen the man did not live to narrate the tale. He journeyed with his warriors, and he had conquered several werewolf packs by far. The last thing he wanted was a mate, especially not a weak Omega like Malia. But she was powerful. Unlike what she herself believed, unlike what they all believed. But her power and her destiny are tied to the very man she is set on rejecting. On hating. The mysteries of the moon goddess have always been against the creatures that fight the bond between them. Will the passion they share between the sheets fan up to beautiful flames of love?

During the tenth year I had a crush on Ron, I was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer. With a critically ill notice in hand, I stood at the door to the room where my former classmates gathered, and I heard Ron holding his crush and cooing at her, “Just ignore it. Willow has been bothering me for ten years. If there was even a possibility of us getting together, we would have done so a long time ago. Honestly, I would never like her. Even if she continues bothering me for another ten or twenty years, I still won’t like her.” My former classmates cheered, and Ron looked like he was about to kiss her. I stood at the door and cried so hard that I trembled, but I did not dare make a sound. Ron, I would not be able to bother you for another twenty years. I was about to die.

Soy Vika Grannim, una omega, una sirvienta. Decían que era mi honor servir a la Princesa, la única línea de sangre real del Reino de Bitha. Pero estaban equivocados. Fui azotada, pateada, abusada. ¿Ceder ante el acoso? ¿Rogar por misericordia? ¿Esperar a un príncipe gentil que me salvara? Por supuesto que no. Quería ser lo suficientemente fuerte para protegerme a mí misma y a mi familia. Sería la guerrera más fuerte del reino. Espera, alguien estaba observando mi entrenamiento. Era el Príncipe Regente Asher. ¿Había recordado que fui yo a quien besó en su sueño? Espera, ¿él era mi compañero? ¿Por qué? Debería ser el prometido de la Princesa del Reino de Bitha. Príncipe y sirvienta, destinados a estar juntos. ¿Era eso posible? Un momento, ¿yo era la verdadera Princesa de Bitha? «Marcada por la Luna» es una creación de Helen Snowie, una autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.